I'm going to apologise in advance for how jumpy this chapter becomes.
I wanted to have both girls talking to their best friends at the same time and make the conversation chronological (So that where one ends, the other picks up yeah? I know you know, but thought I'd better explain anyway!)
So if it's a bit jumpy and sometimes doesn't look like it makes sense, read it again, it definitely does. I tried to enter bigger page breaks but it wouldn't let me, so it just looks like loads of dialogue.
Anyway enjoy!
-Klaine2314
Abnormal is the New Perfect:
Quinn had chosen to take Rachel to Gio's, a small Italian restaurant for their first date. She knew that they would both prefer a more intimate setting away from the busy streets. She led the diva down the side street and into the restaurant. Rachel took in her surroundings impressed with the blonde's choice of restaurant. Rachel had lived in the city for equally as long as Quinn and had never found this place. That was one of the reasons Rachel loved New York, you could spend most of your life here and still unlock more of its secrets every day.
The waiter showed them to a table in the corner and lit the candle that was placed in the centre. Quinn wanted nothing more to reach over and grab Rachel's hand but neither was ready for that. While they waited for their food their conversation was cheerful and they were both enjoying each other's company. "I can't believe I'm sat here with Rachel Berry...on a date!" Quinn whispered.
"I can't believe it either, I truly can't. If the high school versions of us had known this was going to happen maybe we would have worked through everything sooner." Rachel joked.
"Maybe, but then again, I wouldn't have written a love story about us, would I?"
"Nope, you'd just have ours to tell instead."
"I've still got ours to tell, I'll be telling our story for generations." The blonde replied. Their food arrived and both women began to eat in silence.
"You mentioned that you were looking forward to your contract being up, have you any ideas what you're going to do next?" Quinn eventually asked.
"I have no idea, I know what I want to do, and whether or not the opportunity arises is another matter."
"Well, what is it you want to do?"
"That's third date material..." The diva replied.
"Well, then I guess I've got something to look forward to." Quinn joked. Rachel smiled and the warmth filled the room and sent butterflies shooting in Quinn's stomach.
"You're so beautiful, but when you smile, I can't find the ways to describe how amazing it is. Don't stop smiling." Quinn confessed. Rachel smiled further as a pink tinge filled her cheeks.
"I haven't smiled much over the past year, I'll be honest. What you said earlier in the park, about me losing part of my personality in interviews and things was pretty accurate. Apart from the times I was on stage where I had to smile, I didn't. I didn't smile. I had no reason to smile, but Quinn, being here with you is the biggest reason to smile." Rachel admitted.
"Rachel, I don't ever want to give you a reason not to smile. Your smile is like a shining star. It can fill a room with so much light that the room illuminates. Even on your darkest day, you could shine, you could shine brighter than anything I've ever seen. You've always been my gold star, and I know its very early days, but I've got enough confidence in us to say that you'll always be my gold star. I'm not giving you up without a fight; I'd hate to lose my gold star."
"Hey don't jinx us." Rachel instructed.
"Sorry." The blonde mumbled. "Is this how our relationship's going to work? You tell me what to do?" She added.
"Hmm... Pretty much. Any problems with that?" Rachel joked.
"None from me..." Quinn replied.
"Hey, I've got a question." Rachel asked as they walked through the streets, later that evening.
"Go for it." Quinn replied as she wrapped her arm tighter around Rachel's waist, pulling her closer.
"Well, in the letter you gave me, you signed it 'F'... but who's 'F'?" Quinn burst out laughing when Rachel had finished.
"What?" Rachel added looking incredibly confused.
"I know it took you a while to piece together the story and its real meaning, but Rach, this is glaringly obvious." Quinn finally said through the laughter.
"Well?" The diva demanded.
"What letter does my surname begin with?" She asked. Quinn watched as Rachel realised what the 'F' stood for.
"Ohhhh! That makes sense, actually."
"I'm glad it does!" Quinn mocked.
"I can't believe how much has happened today, Quinn." Rachel said as Quinn walked her to her apartment door.
"I know, it's been crazy. Good but crazy."
"Definitely crazy...but definitely good too." The diva said as Quinn lent down and kissed her.
"Thank you for everything Quinn." Rachel said when the two broke apart.
"I'll see you soon, Rachel." Quinn said as she turned to leave. She was stopped as a hand reached out and pulled her back to face the door. Rachel stood up on her tiptoes and kissed the blonde deeper than before. The blonde was dumbstruck when they broke apart.
"Sometimes words don't convey everything." The diva simply said as she unlocked her door and went inside, leaving Quinn's world spinning as she stood in the hallway.
-#-
"Well..." Kurt said as he put his magazine on the coffee table. "Tell me everything. When did Miss Fabray reveal herself?"
"How did you...?" Rachel stammered.
"After our little chat this morning I began to piece things together, Quinn seemed like a potential suspect...and by your lack of denial, I clearly wasn't wrong!"
"You definitely weren't wrong. She was opposite the stage door just like the note said..." Rachel trailed off. "Well? Don't you dare leave me hanging Rachel, I demand to know everything!"
"Well...if you insist!"
Quinn's phone buzzed as she entered her apartment. (1)New Message: Santana. Quinn chuckled to herself. "Well Fabray, did you man up and tell Berry?" Quinn went through her phonebook and clicked on the Latina's entry. It rang a few times before she picked up.
"Well?" She commanded.
"Hi to you as well, Santana." Quinn joked
"Screw hello's, I want all the details."
"Well, we met up this morning and had a chat over coffee, like friends would. I gave her the letter and quickly exited. My editor told me to go out and do something fun, so I got dressed up and went to see Rachel in her show for the however many time. Once it was over I went and waited opposite the stage door just like I have done for the past five months, since I sent her the book. She was a bit shocked when she realised that it was me..."
"I was dumbstruck when I saw Quinn standing there. I mean, all this time, I expected the sender to be a male, but nope, there was Quinn Fabray. I wasn't even the slightest bit disappointed. We went for coffee and sat in the park and pretty much opened up to each other. It wasn't awkward, it was friendly."
"Please, spare me the details of you and Quinn getting it on in the park please." He joked, feigning to vomit.
"Ew, Kurt, in public? Please!" She joked back.
"Please tell me you and Berry didn't get it on in the park, because I don't think I'll be able to visit there again."
"Santana, are you serious? Rachel and I are definitely not rushing anything, plus we were in public!"
"Don't act like it didn't cross your mind. I know you, Fabray."
"It never crossed my mind. I was interested in getting to know the adult Rachel Berry. You know we're not all horndogs like you, S." Quinn spat playfully.
"She asked me if she'd let me down, you know, being Quinn and not some knight in shining armour coming to whisk me away. When I shook my head, she whispered 'Good' and kissed me." Rachel remembered. So much had happened during the day that her head was spinning. "It was perfect, Kurt." She sighed.
"I made sure that I hadn't let her down, revealing myself to her and when she shook her head, I kissed her. You're going to call me a sap, but San, it was perfect." Quinn told the Latina.
"You make me want to vomit, Fabray, but I'm glad you're happy."
"We kissed a while longer; oh gosh I bet I sound like a teenage girl..." Rachel beamed.
"Hey Rachel, I haven't seen you smile this much and for this long off-stage for goodness knows how long. I'm not complaining!" Kurt retorted.
"She joked that she'd have to take me on a date now, as in right then, she said that we'd missed so much time together that there was no time like the present. I had to question what she meant by together, I wasn't sure if I was ready to put a label on us, or if I was ready to come out you know, until today, I'd never considered dating a woman before, but here I am. To the outside world, Quinn and I are friends, but to each other we're so much more." The diva grinned.
"We were discussing what we were to each other, after I brought up the subject, you know me San, I've got toknow exactly where I stand. She used something I'd said earlier in the day about just because it's not happening explicitly doesn't mean it's not happening at all. So I think we're together but to everyone else we're just friends who are getting reacquainted after years of silence."
"Q, I'm glad it's working out. I hope you did take her out, after months of playing chase, the girl deserves something at the end."
"Are you saying I'm not enough?" Quinn joked.
"I'll leave that for Berry to answer."
"Touché." Quinn simply replied.
"We went to this little Italian place. The setting was intimate and perfect for our first date. She told me that I'd always been her 'gold star' and that 'Even on my darkest day, I could shine, I could shine brighter than anything she's ever seen." The diva stated.
"I am very impressed. Her novel was very well written but I never had her down as that smooth of a talker." Kurt added.
"Me either, but Kurt, she was so much more than that. It was amazing."
"Are you going to tell me what happened outside the door, just before you came in, or should I live in blissful ignorance?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Rachel Berry, you came in with the biggest smile on your face. I think I might want to just plead ignorance to it."
"I was just...happy." She laughed.
"Hmm, of course." He said, raising his hands in defeat.
"The date was perfect, San. I walked her home, right to the door. Neither of us could believe how crazy today's been. I mean only this morning in her eyes I was still the bitchy former head cheerleader that tortured her and tonight well I'm her girlfriend...I think. I may have to get clarification on that one. Although, as I turned to leave, she grabbed me and pulled me into another kiss, a deep one. It completely took me by surprise when we broke apart she said that sometimes words weren't enough to convey everything."
"Q, spare me the gross details, I'm speechless though. I never had you pegged down as this sappy romantic, not after what you've been through. I hope Berry's your true source of happiness."
"Thanks S that means a lot coming from you. You never know you and Berry might have to meet up soon, I need my best friend's approval before I can commit." Quinn joked.
"You bet you do. I'd better go Q. Some of us have work in the morning; we all can't roll out of bed in the morning and work from home." Quinn laughed at the statement. It was true.
"Bye S."
"I'll see you around, Q." They both hung up and Quinn immediately began to think about Rachel. What was she doing? Was she asleep? 'Oh god, I'm going to be so whipped' Quinn thought as she made her way into her bedroom.
"It was perfect Kurt. I can't think of a better way to describe it. This morning I faced the person who made my life hell and tonight she's my girlfriend."
"I'd describe that as abnormal..." He joked.
"If abnormal has made me this happy, then abnormal is the new perfect."
"I'll drink to that...if we actually had drinks." He replied, pretending to raise his glass.
"I'd best go to bed, interviews tomorrow, I can't look tired for them, not now I have someone to impress when they watch them back."
"Rachel, I'm sure Quinn will tell you that you look beautiful regardless."
"Probably." Rachel shrugged nodding her head as she left the man in the lounge.
She entered her bedroom and lay down on her bed. She looked at the alarm clock, it was 23:45. 'Is it too late to text her?' Rachel thought. She grabbed her phone and tapped out a quick text. 'Hey Quinn, I hope you're not sleeping and this doesn't wake you up, if it does I'm sorry. I just wanted to say goodnight. xx"
Quinn was turning down her bed when her phone beeped on her nightstand. She smiled when she saw the recipient. She typed out a reply as she got into bed. 'You didn't wake me. I was just getting into bed. Sleep well Rachel.xx' She placed her phone back on the nightstand and closed her eyes. Rachel was lying in bed when her phone went off beside her. She smiled when she read the reply, suddenly she found herself missing the blonde. She put her phone on the nightstand and closed her eyes. Sleep was going to come easy to both women tonight.